I'm cooking with Pitchfork
Feeling like I'm God in the sky, oh my lord
Lil B, I ain't freestyled up in a while but I still smile
Still feel like the golden child
Hours and hours, I sit back, feeling like I'm powder
Co-caine, brain, same thing, the same blang, my earrings blang, fuck the blang
It's all game in the mind, I'm tryna spread this positive energy and cook up in the kitchen
Why, people is- enemies and hating on me, somebody threw a bottle at my face at my show and they paid and it was sold out for what?
I'm like what the fuck?
Tryna- touch my face man, what the fuck?
But you know we keep it up, we blowing up, smoking up, rolling up like Wiz Khalifa
Shouts out to the tailors man, you know I see ya
Lil B for Lil Boss man, I'm in the bleachers, sitting back, speeches, I'm speechless, Pitchfork.tv man, I see ya
Know it's all good man, a week ago, a month ago, sitting back a week ago, up in my house thinking up in the studio, like I'm changing this world but nobody, I'm not a groupie, no
I'm just doing what I do and I live how I live and seek what I see
Man, the young philosopher, young gots to get, I gots to live, I gots to find the, thing up in my soul, to grinding, I gotta get based, I'm finna hit this level
For real, I been writing a lot but this is the real spot coming from the top
This is coming from, another spot up in my soul that I ain't seen up in a while and I'm feeling like a pot of gold
Sometimes I feel old like I'm 63 but I'm 21, I see myself on TV
Thinking about the hard times when no one seen me
And I been working hard for the freebies
And now I'm feeling great and now I'm feeling blessed that I got a audience that respects
I promise this all about the respect
Fuck the checks, I do it for the hip-hop, the music, the people, I do it for the love, the people, the hugs, the people, the love, the people, the food, the bitches, the what?
And I don't care about selling records, it's all about who respects it
Lil B